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Blood Tastes Metallic (Album)

by Duncan Buchanan

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1.
Instrumental
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It's been a while, so I'll take things slow Time to mislead and time to grow Once upon a time we wore halos Wings then replaced by weeping holes Eyes wide shut he needs to curse Mouth closed tight & lips are pursed Clenched his fists, else he'll burst Looking on, succumbed to the worst Somebody needs to steer this ship Sure as hell won't be us I don't get paid to make these plans Probably just as well I just can't see an end to this. Why is it all such a race? Can you see an end to any of it? Progress at a snails pace I still can't see an end to this. Stop, turn, repeat to my face Can you see an end to any of it? Progress at a snails pace Remove yourself from the mental equation Can you say honestly that it doesn't kill you? Is it just me or is time going backwards? I just don't think so Eat up the sunlight before it extinguishes Auction the livestock everything going cheap Is there enough time for us to gain sympathy? I just don't care so stop.
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Given an ultimatum at birth No birthright, but a choice Out of two you must choose wisely It's controversial Stopped at the crossroads Pitch black attack Looking back you realise Your choice was wrong Go! Space to breath is thin on the ground Snow so pure like untouched skin As you grow we'll all watch you Hoping that you'll fail But you've got to sit tight and realise Your time would come At birth your choice had a reason Only you would know Go!
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Your expressions will always give you away One day you'll learn to turn about face We scrape the barrel for the lowest common denominator Lets talk until our ears burn Summer days, thats how I want to remember Our memories are created to be forgotten I can't continue to stomach this anymore Run out of pages to complete chapter 10 Your hair will always graze the air The breeze delights in catching it off guard Lets shake the dice for the greatest common divisor Lets show them how to burn x3 Summer days, thats how I want to remember Our memories are created to be forgotten I can't continue to support this anymore Run out of parchment to fulfill chapter 11 Why do we need to hear about this? Why do I need to fear mathematics? I no longer care to build glass houses It takes too long to recover all the pieces Winter days, that's how you'll be remembered Old memories are forgotten before they emerge I can't continue to stomach this anymore I've run out of ink to write chapter 12
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We're first to bring this up And last to back back down Illuminate the cause Reduce the stimulus I suck the oxygen I don't care if it's hertz When all you stand to lose Has already decayed Retreat behind a shield With tail between your legs The whites of your eyes spell Disaster for us all Join us now as we raise a fist Suffocate as we desecrate a toast Deceivers are the deceived All compasses point to south The shit doesn't stick to these slippery eels A tactic less the statistics Design a hostile takeover that's bound to bind We'll watch you crumble, We'll watch you burn I'll such the oxygen I don't care if it's hertz When all we stand to lose Has already decayed Retreat behind a shield With tail between our legs The whites of your eyes spell Disaster for us all Join us now as we raise a fist Suffocate as we desecrate a toast Deceivers are the deceived All compasses point to south The shit doesn't stick to these slippery eels A tactic less the statistics Design a hostile takeover that's bound to bind We'll watch you crumble, We'll watch you burn Come, join a hostile takeover Join us now as we raise a fist Suffocate as we desecrate a toast Deceivers are the deceived All compasses point to south The shit doesn't stick to these slippery eels A tactic less the statistics Design a hostile takeover that's bound to bind We'll watch you crumble, We'll watch you burn
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Delicacy has never been my forte I've shivered many a night away alone The night sky tapestries seem to get more intricate They still manage to guide us home As the thermos continues to lose the battle To keep our extremities warm I watch you watch the snow fall for the leaves With their death I see it mark your face, forlorn Our lungs get filled with scorn We run till we can run no more Shorter days don't always add up Hold on, take a breath, feel it deep inside your core I'll shelter you from all that this world tries to harm you with I'll protect my interests in you and all you represent In a world bent on delivering hate It's good to know that every snowflake is different Lets shield ourselves from the outside Build our own little nest
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Čachtice 04:13
Born 1560 Black becomes my only hero Married off at way to young an age In a bath of red I love to bathe Residing with the Little Carpethians Save the bounty of a fruitful summer Likened to inflict servant torture Virgin one was called Zusanah Why would anyone want to blame me? I'm just an innocent aged 43 Aged 43 I like to freshen my skin With what is within Gain myself the right credentials Run off with correct connections Lady of highest social graces 600 corpses at the last count I don't regret a single thing Because it was all my husbands doing The fountain of youth Borne of my peasants fruit Strip her, hang her, let her drain Into a lukewarm, soak Right out of the vein The fountain of youth Borne of my peasants fruit Strip her, hang her, let her drain Into a lukewarm, soak Right out of the vein
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Rain can be so hypnotic And yet tiring on the eyes I've done it again I've abused your trust Why are we here All we do is fear Our identity crisis Why are we here All we do is cheer Our Identity Crisis Pain can be so fantastic And yet tiring on the soul You've done it again You've abused my trust Why are we here All we do is fear Our identity crisis Why are we here All we do is cheer Our Identity Crisis Life can be so erratic And tiring on the whole We all lie everyday We don't deserve any respect Fame can be so sycophantic You're tiring on my eyes Well, We've done it again We've abused your trust
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Hells bells and whistles made from the teeth of the dead If his hand gets closer, I swear his fingers won't bend Regretting the fact I didn't divulge the rules of the game Whats to be expected when you have such awful aim? *It began inadvertently but developed and spiralled around It would seem crying wolf appears to have consequences Time and time and time again these equations rot and fade I won't be made to dress in a life of sequentials Streets made of walls and halls plastered white Can I dig into your pockets and expect no respite? Blackboard chalk wipes clean but never disappears Our memories aren't as short when controlled by your fear *It began inadvertently but developed and spiralled around It would seem crying wolf appears to have consequences Time and time and time again these equations rot and fade I won't be made to dress in a life of sequentials All the letters in the world won't spell things out to your standards Arms linked I'll be damned if you think I'm letting you go I'd take an oath and drown in a river of baptismal hands Just to see how far this confessional would play to sold out shows Tell me the one thing about you that makes you squint The most about yourself, see if we take the hint I wish I Could be as cold And as honest As everyone else tries to be I wish I Could be as cold And as honest As everyone else tries to be
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We have no words Only wisdom We have no life Only time We all have our problems We all have our doubts We have no diseases Just aches and their cures We can't see when walls close Around on us all We all hate our equals And we never add up We have no reliance Only the things we create There's no sense in wasting Another year without debt We all have the hunger We've all had our fill Our blood tastes metallic Will you foot the bill?

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Recorded throughout 2012 and at the beginning of 2013 at Home.

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released March 4, 2013

Written & Recorded by Duncan Buchanan (copyright control).
Leeann Davis - Flute on track 5 & Molly Kollier - Lead vocal on track 8.

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Duncan Buchanan Halesowen, UK

Self taught bassist originally. Moved to guitar and fronting his own band in the early 2000's. Now recording solo, self produced thus far. Try pigeonholing him....

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